Wrong Side Of Heaven: Five Fingered Death Punch

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 A/N this takes place while um... Keefe was  in the Neverseen


Keefe's POV

I spoke to God today and she said that she's ashamed


I think of all my friends, grieving because I left. Because I betrayed them. I think of Foster, crying herself to sleep because of me. How could I do that to her?

What have I become? 

What have I done?



I think of all the wrongs I've done for the Neverseen. The horrible twisted thing I've become.


I spoke to the devil today and he swears he's not to blame
And I understood 'cause I feel the same

 I think of my parents. My Dad was cruel and mean, verbally torturing me through childhood. My mother, I always thought of her as the 'caring parent'. Really she's more evil than I am. But I'm not evil. I can't blame them for this.

Arms wide open

I stand alone

I think of all the moments I've had with Foster. He  crying on my shoulder and me on hers. That all goes spiraling down as I'm alone now.

I'm no hero and I'm not made of stone

"I can't pretend I'm who you want me to be anymore."


Right or wrong

I can hardly tell

Is what I'm doing going to help anything? Is what I'm doing right? Of course not.


I'm on the wrong side of heaven and the righteous side of hell
The wrong side of heaven and the righteous side,
The righteous side of hell

I'm the painful in between. Forever separated and an outcast.


I heard from God today and she sounded just like me
What have I done and who have I become
I saw the devil today and he looked a lot like me
I looked away, I turned away

How could I? How could I even consider the possibility of this? I've let everyone down.


Arms wide open
I stand alone
I'm no hero and I'm not made of stone
Right or wrong
I can hardly tell
I'm on the wrong side of heaven and the righteous side of hell
The wrong side of heaven and the righteous side,
The righteous side of hell


My whole life in a race to flood my mind, make me break. But I can't. I need to stay strong. For me. For Foster. 


I'm not defending
Downward descending
Falling further and further away
Getting closer every day

I'm getting closer every day
To the end, to the end, the end of the end
I'm getting closer every day

The weight of my decision finally crashes into me full force. Pain, regret, anger. All emotions  that jumble in my brain. I've lost everything.


Arms wide open
I stand alone
I'm no hero
And I'm not made of stone



I will do this. 


Right or wrong
I can hardly tell
I'm on the wrong side of heaven and the righteous side of hell


For me.

I'm on the wrong side of heaven and the righteous side of hell
The wrong side of heaven and the righteous side,
Righteous side of hell


And above all...

For Sophie.

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